TN: This is a short story originally published on Kakuyomu as part of an annual short story compilation organized by Kadokawa to celebrate their anniversary. Iâll resume translating the main story once the author returns from working on the new volume of the light novel. In the meantime, Iâll be translating these mostly unknown short stories. This is the last one of the compilation, the next one is a small short story the author posted on his activity record.
To be honest, the mercenary trade involves a lot of downtime.
Most of our active hours are actually spent traveling. Even in a universe where faster-than-light travel is made possible by hyperdrives, space remains unimaginably vast. For instance, traveling from the outer edges of a star system, where hyperspace entry points are located, to the habitable zoneâoften referred to as the âlife-sustaining regionâ where trade colonies and such are situatedâcan take several hours. If you need to move to the hyperspace entry point of another star system on the opposite side of the star, it could easily take twice that time or more.
On top of that, traveling between star systems via subspace routesâcommonly known as hyperlanesâcan take anywhere from a few hours to several days, depending on the route and conditions.
What Iâm getting at is this: weâre basically bored most of the time.
ãWith this much downtime, itâs no wonder some people end up ruining themselves with booze or drugs.ã ãWhy are you looking at me while saying that?ã
Elma, still red-faced, narrowed her eyes and shot me a glare. Space might not have a day-night cycle, but waking up, doing your morning workout, taking a shower, and immediately diving into alcohol? Thatâs a questionable life choice if you ask me.
ãBoss, ya forgot somethinââor rather, two things: women and gamblinâ.ã
ãBig Brother is the type to ruin himself over women, isnât he?ã
ãIt seems Iâve stepped on a landmine⦠But isnât saying Iâd ruin myself a bit much? Itâs not like Iâd ever spend so much on someone that Iâd go broke.ã
In response, not just Tina and Wiska, but everyone present gave me a âWhat are you even saying?â Look. Why?
ãOkay, fine. Letâs drop this topic. But in the end, I havenât actually ruined myself, so Iâm safe, right?ã ãThatâs fine, but letâs hope you donât ruin yourself in some other way. Like, getting stabbed all of a sudden or something.ã
ãDonât say such terrifying things, you drunkard! Iâve done nothing to deserve getting stabbed. I declare myself blameless and innocent.ã
ãIs that so? I feel like I can think of at least one⦠no, maybe two people who might stab you if things went wrong.ã
I have no idea who those âtwo peopleâ Mimi is referring to could be, but⦠if I had to guess, rather than getting literally stabbed, Iâd say the greater risk is being ensnared in some situation that forces me to take responsibility in a⦠broader sense. Not that I know who sheâs referring to, of course. But for some reason, the images of a blonde, red-eyed noble beauty and a raven-haired young lady destined to inherit an Earlâs household flickered in my mind. Stop it. Both of you smirking like that is way too ominous.
ãI think thatâs just your imagination, Mimi. Yeah, definitely your imagination. Probably. Anyway, what was the other thing? Oh, gambling, right? As for gambling⦠honestly, the mercenary business itself is already a high-stakes gamble with your life on the line.ã
ãThatâs⦠actually a very accurate way of putting it.ã
ãOn top of that, gambling itself, you know⦠those games are all rigged to favor the house. If you stick to betting within your pocket money and treat it like light entertainment, fine. But if youâre throwing in money at the level where you could bankrupt yourself, wouldnât it make more sense to use that cash to upgrade your ship or equipment instead? Thatâll pay off better in the long run.ã
ãSee? This is what Iâm talkinâ about when I say youâre thinkinâ on a whole different level, Boss.ã
At some point, Wiska and Tina had taken positions on either side of me on the sofa, interjecting their comments as we talked.
ãStill, if youâre going to spend 3,000 Enels on a gamble with poor odds, youâre way better off using that 3,000 Enels to fire a seeker missile at some space pirates. Thatâs guaranteed profit.ã
ãThatâs true.ã
ãCanât argue with that.ã
ãHey, Sis, maybe this whole idea about mercenaries ruining themselves over gambling is just a myth?ã
ãYa think so? Arenât these guys just the exception?ã
Tina sure is suspicious of us. Mei nodded along when Tina was talking, but she was agreeing with Wiska, right? Right?
ãWell, we are just a healthy and upstanding mercenary group. Itâs always better to not have bad spending habits in the first place.ã
As I said this, I got up and walked over to a shelf set up in one corner of the lounge area. This shelf was filled with data storage units Iâd collected from various colonies during our travels. And what was stored on them? Mostly entertainment media, like movies and animated seriesâstuff similar to what existed in the world I came from. The files were formatted for playback on holo-displays, so they were your typical holo-videos or holo-movies.
ãYou know, itâs definitely a good sign when the leader of a mercenary group spends his money on ships, equipment, and⦠leisure data like this. Thatâs about as wholesome as it gets.ã
ãAlthough, sometimes thereâs some very questionable
stuff mixed in thereâ¦ã
I buy most of this data second-hand and in bulk, so I usually donât know whatâs inside when I buy it. A lot of them are boring or incomprehensible, but thatâs not an issue. The problem is that on rare occasions this data can contain electronic drugs. Back when I wasnât as cautious, I accidentally picked up a holo-drugâmedia that messes with your body just by watching it. Ever since I started having Mei screen everything, we havenât had any other incidents like that, but that one time was a nightmare.
ãOh yeah, I remember that. It was a good thing Mei was around to help.ã
ãPersonally⦠I donât mind indulging in something like that occasionally.ã
Elma shuddered after remembering, but Mimi blushed as she covered her mouth.
Wiska tilted her head, clearly puzzled by our reactions, but Tina had a knowing grin, like she could guess exactly what kind of holo Iâd been unlucky enough to pick up.
ãLemme guess, Bossâyou snagged yourself one of those over-the-top party holo-drugs, didnât ya?ã
ãBullseye, and Mimi, Iâm never doing that again. Never.ã
ãAww, but donât you and Elma-san always end up doing something similar together anyway?ã
ãThatâs different, totally different.ã
ã???ã
Wiska, listening to the exchange between me, Tina, and Mimi, had a face full of confusion, metaphorical question marks floating over her head. Well, itâs not surprisingâWiska has always been a bit of a straight-laced type, maybe even a little sheltered.
ãWee, a party holo-drug is the kinda thing that gets you feeling hyped, makes you let loose, your body heats up, and next thing you know, everybodyâs all tangled up together doing it, just by watchinâ a holo.ã
ãEw⦠oh wowâ¦ã
Wiska turned bright red, her expression a mix of shock and complete disbelief. Sheâs shy, a bit reserved, and⦠yeah, for her sake, letâs not go any further with that assessment. And the way sheâs blushing but still looking intrigued? Yeah, Iâm just going to pretend I didnât see that.
ãAnyway, Iâve been having Mei screen out that kind of stuff, so we donât have to worry about it anymore.ã
ãBut ya kept the filtered data somewhere, didnât ya?ã
ãI invoke my right to remain silent.ã
Which, letâs be honest, is basically the same as saying yes. I could delete the files, of course, but⦠letâs just say I kept them on hand in case they might come in handy someday. You know, as a kind of marital aid. Not that weâve ever actually used them since that one disaster. Weâre perfectly fine in our relationships without resorting to stuff like that.
ãStill, every now and then, I think stuff like that might be fun.ã
ãIf we tried that, Iâd wither and die.ã
I shot back firmly, crossing my arms in an X as I glanced through the list of titles on the data storage unit.
Seriously, thereâs no way Iâd survive if I went up against all four of them while under the influence of something like that. Sure, Mei would keep things from spiraling completely out of control, but letâs be realâone misstep, and Iâd be a goner. Imagine having âdeath by holo-drug-induced exhaustionâ as my official cause of death. Iâd become a laughingstock.
ãPicking stuff based on the title alone is kind of a gamble, isnât it?ã
ãYeah, but serialized shows or anime tend to be a safer bet. Those usually donât turn out to be duds.ã
Shows like these are typically produced by well-established studios with decent budgets and staff, aiming for profitability, so, as I said, thereâs rarely a total disaster. For shorter productions, like two- or three-hour feature films, the quality can swing wildly. You could hit a total dud, or you might strike gold. On the other hand, anything shorterâunder two hours or even just an hourâstarts to feel riskier. A one-hour runtime might still be decent, but compared to longer works, the chance of encountering a dud rises significantly.
ãShould we play it safe and go with a reliable show or anime?ã
ãSounds good.ã
ãWhat about this one? It looks interesting!ã
The show Mimi chose was a show about the staff working at a quarantine facility in a colonyâs port district. Each episode was one hour long, with a total of 24 episodes. It looks like the kind of series you can get completely absorbed inâdangerously so. But that is also good.
ãAlright, letâs go with this. Considering the time weâll spend traveling within the star system and along the hyperlane, weâve got over 70 hours. We should be able to finish it.ã
With the decision made, we each prepared drinks and snacks before settling down to start the series. After every episode, weâd take a short break to discuss the story, laughing and debating over the characters and plot twists. The showâs focus on colony quarantine procedures was surprisingly engaging, especially for us, who frequently visited colonies. It featured a good mix of mystery and action, with compelling characters brought to life by talented actors. This one was definitely a hit.
ãHey, Hiro-sama.ã
Mimi called out to me after we finished the third episode. Elma and the others had stepped out to refill their drinks and snacks, leaving us alone for a moment. I turned to her, curious about what she had to say.
ãItâs really wonderful to spend time like this with everyone. I hope this continues forever.ã
ãYeah, letâs do our best to make sure it stays that way.ã
ãOkay!ã
Mimi replied, her face lighting up with a radiant smile. I need to work hard to protect everyone so these happy times can last forever. Â Savoring the quiet joy of the moment, I silently resolved to keep this happiness alive for all of us.